Nasty!

I can't believe it. This whole weekend my patience is being tested time and time again. I am really starting to believe that the devil is playing with me.

Friday was a very busy day helping out customers. So so busy. It was the same day Crabtree & Evelyn blew my fuse. I think since then my patience just didn't know how to get back to normal, perhaps short-circuited.

Today, one bunch of aunties came by to apply for this membership thing. One of them was so plain nasty and rude!

1) I asked for their application forms so that I could register for them = she tells me that we don't need it, we only need the number. I told her that we need it so that we can get the details and thus be able to collect to points in their name. Then she started making faces and condemning me in Hokkien to her other friends.

2) Then they asked for forms in which I told them I don't have anymore. The stocks for magazines which contains the application forms were out. And the she went on again about the number thing and again some something in Hokkien. I was starting to spark.

3) When I told them that the points collection was only going to start on the 7th of December onwards another one then said "what the hell do we need this cards for? So we can throw it away right?" I wanted to faint. Those cards that were given away were temporary cards so that they can use them until the new one is sent to them.

4) Then one of the 4 asked me if this card/ application was a supplementary card to the Jusco card. I see lights flashing in front of me now. When I told her no it was a card on its own I heard her saying in Hokkien that someone told her that it was a supplementary card bla bla bla. I just shook my head.

5) The nasty witch who keeps talking about the serial number things (mind you she still hadn't finished with the curses) then came back into the picture and said I was arrogant for not giving her the magazine which contains the form, in Cantonese! Phwoar! I gave the magazine to her and flipped it open to the last page showing her the missing cutout from my stack of spare magazines.

That one I tell you, when her friends told her off in unison that "Haiyar, she told you already no more forms and show you some more what more you want?", I can't help but feel sympathy for her.

They are lucky I didn't nick name them Wicked Witches North South East West! God bless them all! And thank God that I did not give them sarcastic remarks. My patience was still in check I guess.